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At midnight, Laifu Warehouse in Hong Kong City.
This place has decades of history, but because of its geographical location, there was no business as early as ten years ago.
A few months ago, after Lao Zhang, who was in charge of this place, died, no one came to this place again, and there were even rumors that this place was once haunted.
In the dim night, several commercial vehicles with license plates from Hong Kong City, Casino, and the Mainland stopped at the entrance of the warehouse, and then opened the doors.
A dozen tough men in black suits came down. These people had obviously undergone special training, and all of them looked indifferent and vigilant.
Moreover, they spread out quickly according to a special rhythm, obviously performing their duties.
Not long after, the square-faced man who took the lead waved his hand, kicked open the door of the warehouse and walked in.
"boom--"
There was a dim light in the warehouse, followed by panicked whimpering.
Immediately afterwards, these people saw clearly that there was Tang Ling who was blindfolded in front of him.
She was handcuffed on an abandoned bed, her legs and hands were chained, and she looked in a state of distress.
The square-faced man stepped forward, took the cloth from her mouth, and looked indifferent.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"I'm Tang Ling, and my daughter is the head of the ninth branch of Zhen's family in Shanghai. If you want money, just ask, and she will give it to you!"
"As long as I can live, I will give you as much as you want!"
Tang Ling, who used to love money like her life, is now willing to give away her favorite money in order to survive and regain her freedom.
Hearing his words, the square-faced man said indifferently: "Do you really have that much money?"
"I don't have one, but my daughter does!" Tang Ling no longer had the arrogance of the past, but wagged her tail and said, "Heroes, please let me go!"
"As long as you can let me go, billions and billions are easy to say!"
"Although I don't know what you guys are doing, but no matter what, with this large sum of money, you can all go far away and go wherever you want, right?"
"And I don't know what you look like at all. After you let me go, I won't be able to retaliate, so don't worry!"
"However, if you kill me, my daughter will definitely not let it go. Even if you don't fear her, you still have to fear the Demon City Zhen's family behind her, right?"
"After all, it is one of the ten top families in Daxia!"
The matter involved life and death. At this moment, Tang Ling was more sober than she had ever seen before. She began to intimidate and lure these people to give ideological education classes for these people.
The square-faced man stepped forward, patted Tang Ling's face lightly, and said with a faint smile, "It's kind of interesting. They say you are a woman with big breasts and no brains. Now it seems that you still have some skills. At least you said I'm a little moved."
"It's a pity that the person who decides your life and death is not you, nor me..."
Tang Ling was shocked: "I beg you, big brother, hold your hand high and let me go!"
"Well, I still have billions of private money, I'll share half of it with you, okay?"
The square-faced man did not answer, but stood up with a sneer, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number: "Young Master Ye, Tang Ling has been found, she is still alive." JrNovels.com